Mr. Beatnheart had a commison to do an outdoor sculpture.
He needed some models and I thought it would
be fun. Ha! what a day that was...
All I can say is that for me it was way too
weird.
I had to stick straws up my nose,
wrap plastic around my head,
and then my face in plaster...
and then hold still...
for way longer than I wanted to.
CLAUSTROPHOBIA!
PANIC ATTACK!
being a model is not as cool as I thought it would be...
our friend Paul was a super good sport about the whole thing.
He scuba dives so maybe that’s why it didn’t bother him
as much as it bothered me.
and he had to have that pipe in his mouth...
Thank goodness I didn’t have to do my whole body.
So if you are ever in Fort Wayne, Indiana at
The Lincoln Insurance company...
there I is.
